Let Me Kiss You One More Time - A Stand Alone BL Erotica
Mecyll Gaspary
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This was originally published on Wattpad as an official entry for the Love Conversation Contest in 2017. It's one of my erotica works I've written years prior to pursuing a professional freelance writing life. I hope you're going to enjoy this piece as much as I have enjoyed writing it. Thank you.
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"Seems like we're locked in this room, dude. Damn it! I really don't like the stupid game they're playing now. Actually, I really don't like to take part in this. Dude, come on. I don't plan to have a monologue here, looking stupid inside this dusty storage room with someone who doesn't have the plan to talk."
"Oh, sorry. What were you talking about?"
"Damn it!"
"I apologize. But, I'm not really in the mood to talk."
"Then why participate in this game? W-why are you here?"
"Ah, I did to be with Sam, my girlfriend. Well, my ex."
"Dude, you're something. I hope you don't mind me asking this. W-well, anyway we're locked up in here, so we might as well talk about something. Right? So, you're here to reconcile with your ex? I guess that would make more sense."?
"No."
"A-alright. Who asked for the breakup? Is it you or her?"
"Me."
"Haha! Then why do you have to be with her, attend her special day, if you don't have any intention to be together again? Though you're the one who ended that relationship, you've got the balls to be here? Wow,?that's so romantic, isn't it?"
"Look. You can say whatever you want in the next few hours while we're still locked up in here. But that doesn't mean you can trash me whenever you like it. Maybe, you need a bit more reminder, fucking bastard. You came here unaware that I am here, savoring the darkness and silence. Now, it's gone. Long gone! But, well, fine, I understand that it's out of your fucking control. But... it doesn't mean authority to meddle in someone's private life."
"Fine. Got you. Sorry. I'm j-just... I don't know. Panicky. I don't like to be in closed and dark spaces. It terrifies me. But, look, I'm really sorry if I sounded intruding. Yes, got you. Sorry. My bad."
"Alright, apology accepted. But you were right. We don't know how long we'll stay here as long as they won't realize we're gone and start searching for us."
"So?"
"So, how about some fucking pep talk?"
"Whatever."
"Hmm... Come on, you're pissed now?"?
"I'm not pissed."?
"So, what's the drama?"
"Well, I am not interested anymore. Besides, you want to savor that silence alone, right?"
"Come on."
"Don't you remember what you said? You made it clear not to meddle in someone's private life. So, what now?"
"Hm... Was it me or was it her? I don't know. I didn't understand myself why I chose to end it."
"You're funny. You look like you are from a rich family."
"I am. I am a fucking rich man. I can buy anything I want, get any shit I like, and buy useful souls to work for me. I can even buy your time, your attention... or your body."
"You're funny. Rich people have a funny way of thinking about things."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because you have a lot of money, you can do anything you want. You can get what you want in a second. Compared to people with almost nothing. People like me. We have to work hard to have something to eat on the table."
"That's why you sell drugs?"
"What? Damn no! Why do you say so? Do I look like one?"
"You look like a drug lord's most trusted associate."
"Well, many people say that. I agree. I look good. I could even get a contract as a model for international magazines."
"I agree. You're attractive. Why not try doing it?"
"Nah, modeling isn't my thing. I tried once. The photographer wanted me badly. He said I could make these magazines chase for me if I wanted to."
"So, what do you do then?"
"I make music. Death metal rock. How about you?"
"Apparently, I'm the only son, the only heir of a big company, who happens to be one of the pillars of this country's economy."
"Shit! Really?"
"Yeah. I'm an heir of a big company. It's my father's company. When I turn 21 next year, I have to take over."
"Damn, you're really are a cool guy. Wait, you're just 20 years old now, but you're taking such a huge responsibility. Cool."
"How young are you?"
"Young? I'm 29. Yes, I'm still young, I guess."
"You still are."
"Good to know that. But, wow, never in my wildest dreams would I ever think of meeting someone like you. Incredible."
"What's your name?"
"Alex. And you are?"
"Ethan."
"Ethan, sound luxurious. Anyway, how did you come here? Were you invited? It's interesting, you know, we don't know each other, but we're locked in this storage room because of their hide and seek game. So, childish."
"Well, Meg, a friend, invited me to come over to see Sam. I told her before to inform me of Sam's whereabouts. So, she did. She called me from my office that she'll host a party with her friends, including my ex. That's why I'm here. How about you?"
"My friend Greg called me to come. He's a friend of Meg I guess. I heard him on the phone that she's asking him to help her out with the party. I didn't know she was doing it like this."
"What were you expecting?"
"Since I and Greg are bandmates, I expected he'll come here to make music with her or make a new single for her. I didn't know they were doing this game tonight. Can't wait to confront, Meg, when we're out!"
"Why did you come here?"
"What, I just said it."
"I mean, why did you choose to hide here?"
"Dude, nobody would think I'll be here. It's big and it's dark from the outside. Nobody will think there will be someone who will stay here. Well, except you."
"Wel, I went here to think about some things that happened to me. Well, before that game started. I really didn't know the game before you told me about it."
"If you were here earlier, why didn't you turn on the light? I don't think they will notice it from the other side. At least, it won't be that dark."
"I can't think well if the lights are turned on."
"Aren't you scared?"
"Why would I? Don't tell me you believe in ghosts?"
"No. I don't think so."
"So, who's that person standing there?"?
"W-w-w-who? Damn you, dude. There is nothing. You scared me."
"Haha! Sorry. You were cute with that scared face."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"You find me what,?cute?"
"I do. You're an interesting guy."
"You also told me earlier you find me attractive. Was that true?"
"Yes, Alex. No malice whatsoever. You're definitely an attractive guy. Take it as a compliment. I mean you have the face to brag in front of the cameras. You can just stand in front of the lens and the photographer takes a shot. You can easily gain fans from that face. Really."
"You've got your phone with you?"
"Y-yes, why?"
"Can you point your phone near your face?"
"What? All of a sudden?"
"Come on. Just point your phone near your face."
"Fine. Like this?"
"Yes. Do you know you're also attractive, Ethan?"
"Thanks. Many people say that as well. You know, it's my fucking asset. Come on."
"Really? So, why didn't you try modeling yourself?"
"I didn't want to. Anyway, when I was young, I was already focused on the training."
"What training?"
"Believe me or not, when I was five, my father already wished to have me take over his company. He kept talking about those shit and later destroyed my high school for the sake of it. I was taught how to run the company. So, you know, by the time I reach twenty-one years old, I am already prepared to take over. Unlike you, I didn't have time to do other things."
"Dude, you can't imagine how much profits these bastards could get from that face of yours. have the face that could make every woman fall over heels on you."
"Thanks. Haha!"
"Aside from studying that boring stuff of yours, is there something exciting that happened in your life?" Alex softly inquired.
"Exciting?"
"You know, stuff like kissing, having sex, or maybe you were drunk when you drove your father's car and the police caught you. Stuff like that."
"Sadly, I don't have the same lifestyle as yours. I didn't do anything like that yet."
"Yet? Are you planning to do them in the future?"
"No, not really. How about you? What were the troubles you did so far?"
"Troubles? I was caught by the police taking and selling marijuana once. What else? I hooked up two girls, er ---"
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"You did a threesome?"
"Yes, I did. What else? I even kissed a man once."
"What? You kissed a man?"
"Yes."
"You're really a bastard. Wait, you just kissed that man or you ended up hooking up with him?"
"No. We just did some French kisses because he asked me to do it with him. We did. Why did you ask? Are you curious?"
"No. Not really. You're queer, Alex."
"Haha! Maybe I am. How about you?"
"What about me?"?
"You said you wanted to try doing something bad."
"Did I?just?say that?"
"You said, you didn't try anything bad yet. That 'yet' means you still have them in mind. Ethan, look at me, do you want to do something bad?"
"What are you trying to say? And what benefit would I get?"
"A lot."
"Don't try to convince me because it won't work."
"Why did you break up with Sam?"
"I don't know."
"I know."
"What?"
"Because your relationship was too plain, too boring. No excitement. Period."
"I think so. But, you know, I like her."
"You like her. There's no question. But it's not enough. Do you remember when you kissed her?"
"Yeah, I do."
"Do you still remember the feeling?"
"Yeah."
"How did you feel? Did you feel like you still want more?"
"I did."
"Did you feel like that kiss deserved more than just kissing like you want to take her to bed?"
"No, no, no. It was just kissing and I really don't have the plans to take her to bed."
"Why?"
"I didn't feel like it. But I admit it felt good. Yet, nothing was interesting or worth talking about it."
"That's the problem. You don't feel the chemistry with her."
"Chemistry? How can I feel that?"
"You have to feel that special spark with someone. I guess you don't understand. Have you tried dating another woman?"
"No. Not yet."
"How about kissing a man?"
"Definitely, no. I'm not like you, Alex."
"Ethan, do you want to try?"
"Why would I?"
"So you could compare. At least you'll know the reason why you ended that relationship and see if we have chemistry."
"Alright. If kissing a man helps me find the answer, then I guess I could try."
"Are you sure? Do you really want to try?"
"Yes."
"Kiss me as you did with Sam."?
"With you? Heck, no!"
"Come on, show me."
"What the fuck!"
"Come on, Ethan. If you're really serious about improving the quality of your private life, let me teach you. But first, you've got to kiss me the same way as you did with Sam."
"Fine."
(Ethan kisses Alex.)
"That's it?"
"Yes."
"Dude, I don't know what to say. But frankly, that was too boring."
"But, what else could I do? That's how I want to kiss her. Is there a problem with that?"
"That was too vanilla for a woman like her."?
"For sure, I wanted to do more. She wanted to do it, too. But I refused."
"Why?"
"I was scared."
"Scared or confused?"
"I don't think I'm confused. Why the fuck you're saying that?"
"Anyway—"
"How did you kiss that guy?"
"W-why do you ask?"
"Nothing. You said that kiss was too vanilla for a woman like her."
"You are really damn head over heels with that woman, aren't you?"
"Maybe. That's crazy, right?"
"No. Definitely not. I find it heroic actually."
"S-so, how can I kiss her that will make her want me again?"
"Is that a request?"
"Yes."
"With consent?"
"What?"
"You know, I don't want to end up a bad guy."
"I can't believe I'll be saying this but, yes, teach me how to kiss properly, Alex."
"So, do you want to try... again?"
"Yes."
(Alex kisses Ethan.)
"That-that-that was wonderful. I mean, wow. Alex, just wow."
"How was it?"
"Not bad."
"Kiss her like that, and I bet you can have her again."
"Can you teach me again, Alex?"
"What?"
"I want to do it again, so you will see if I got it right."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes, please."
"Alright. Let's do it."
"Hey, I guess someone's hiding in the storage room. But it's closed."
"Let's open it," the other responded.
"Ethan, Alex, you're here!"
"Hey, do you guys know each other?"
"We do."
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